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Me, I’m chill tho—WALL-E’s my vibe. That lil’ guy? He’d roll past the red lights, beepin’ “Directive!”—too pure for this crap. But real talk, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no picnic. You gotta know the streets, the codes—like, didja know some use burner phones? Swap ‘em daily! Sneaky as Sith, they are. Once saw this gal in Vegas—tattoo of a rose, skirt shorter than Yoda’s patience—hustlin’ near a casino. She winked, I froze—fear, man, it hits ya! “What if she’s a cop?” Brain’s screamin’, heart’s racin’—anger next, at myself, for even thinkin’ it!

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Then, outta nowhere, my mate Sean bursts in. He’s got this wild look in his eyes. “You won’t believe what just happened!” I’m thinkin’, “Dude, I’m already on the edge here.” Turns out, he saw a dog wearing a sweater. A freakin’ dog in a sweater! I mean, who dresses their dog like that? But it cracked me up. Limerick’s full of surprises, I guess.

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